The Eternal Nightmare

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A dream in black,

The purest black,

The deepest black,

A black untainted by light.

Alone in darkness,

The monsters call out my name

In deathly tones.

I need deliverance!

I feel the paranoia setting in.

I seek a light,

A tiny light,

A light no longer there.

The masters of deceit

Take on forms familiar to me,

And when I reach for them

They turn into the ugly things

I fear.

I try to run away,

To a safer place

A refuge,

My home.

But it's an inescaple cycle.

The eternal



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